Huh, the windows are rattling. Probably someone who has their stereo turned up too high. Oh, bed's shaking now; big truck that's speeding with stereo turned up too high. Everything's shaking now. OH! Earthquake o.O; Closest earthquake proof place? Doorway! What? It stopped already? time to wait outside for aftershocks. Hi mom.
Pretty much my train of thought after I got woken up by the Earthquake. After the initial shock subsided, it was pretty much my mom and I standing in our backyard going like, "Why are we standing here? We're right next to the power lines. Maybe the front yard was a better choice. Geez mom, the dining table that survived the '94 Northridge quake, that has battle scars from our chandelier crashing on it is right next to you and you decide to run outside and stand next to power lines. Smart. Where's Spike?"
Spike is my dog that I think you all know very well. He likes to sleep under tables and pianos, especially that aforementioned dining table. We always joke that if we ever have an earthquake, I'll die cause I sleep through everything, and Spike will just fine cause he stays under tables all time. Real life earthquake scenario though, Spike stared at the two of us standing in the backyard like we're retards 10 minutes after the initial shock, then yawns, then goes back to sleep. Then my mom starts yelling at him for the next 15 minutes.
Afterward, we just turned on the news, and laughed at all the people who claimed the shake was over a minute long (really, it felt like 10 seconds) and ran out of buildings screaming, crying, and praying. At least the tourists at Disneyland thought it was fun.
Damage done? My stack of CDs fell off my bookshelf. A few vases fell off the outside bookshelf. Our dish soap bottle fell into the sink. All the pictures in my hallway are slanted now. All the pictures on the piano fell over like dominos. We're all gonna die!
